xytivism

You know those little words you sometimes have to type in that box for verification when leaving a comment? Sometimes they sound like cool little hobbit names like Fooster or something.
I came across this word a second ago: xytivism.

To me, that sounds like some kind of political activist who makes it his life's work to forever represent, protect, preserve, and otherwise care more about the little xytivies than breath itself.

Reason #58 I am a nerd

REN FAIRE!!

Otherwise known as Renaissance Festival.

Way. Fun.

Lots of food and frolic.

Lots of laughter and tears minus the tears.

Lots of overdressed silly people.



I'm the lady in the green dress. The bloke in blue is a random bloke who wanted to take his picture with a couple o' lovely ladies. The other girls are my dear friends from Porter Park ward. A Princess, a Pirate, and other Lady like myself.

And...

Speaking of Pirates...



Saavy.

He's home!

Grandpa's home from the hospital and everyone's breathing a little easier. Including him.

He has to be on oxygen all the time now, but he's in high spirits and glad to be back in his own place.

We're going to have pie tonight to celebrate. Probably not the best food for a healthy diet, but at 91 years old, he can pretty much eat whatever he wants.

We love you, Grandpa!!! So glad to have you home!

Sorry I don't have any pictures.

What if?

Have you ever stood on the brink of a cliff
And asked yourself "what if I fall?"
Pointless, really, why don't we just move;
Instead of asking at all?

Each day "what-if's" swarm like midges or flies
While we stand on the edge of that cliff
Even though there is nothing more useless and vain
Than that poisonous question "what if?"

What if the car breaks? What if I get sick?
What if he gets laid off or worse?
What if no one likes me? What if I fail?
Or my shoes do not match my purse?

What if my children get made fun of at school?
What if someone breaks their heart?
What if it rains? What if there's an earthquake?
What if the world falls apart?

"What if" can't feed you, "what if" can't forgive
"What if" can't make you a cake.
"What if" can't comfort, "what if" can't provide
"What if" cannot give or take.

"What if" doesn't change things, "what if" doesn't try
"What if" isn't on time or late,
It doesn't have polka-dots, it doesn't look pretty,
And it can't take you on a date.

So why do we ask ourselves this ridiculous question?
Why do we stand on that cliff?
There never was anything accomplished or won
By wondering, worrying "what if?"

So instead of worrying and wondering "what if"
I'll put on a big, silly grin,
And swat away what-ifs that dare cross my path
And shout at them "HA! I win."

the big 3

This silly girl is turning Three today! Happy Golden Birthday to sweet Miss B!

Spasms of Joy

Oh my gosh, ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmyGOSH!!!

guess.... what.....

I just found out my favorite author in the whole wide world, Shannon Hale is writing a sequel to one of my favorite books in the whole wide world, Austenland!!!

GAHHH!!!! Can you stand it?? I can't stand it!!! I'm sooooo excited for this book to come out!! It's to be entitled Midnight in Austenland but it's not going to be about Jane Hayes, the heroine from the first Austenland book. Shannon says (ha. Shannon. Like she's my best buddy or something. Nope, but I would love to meet her someday). it's going to be about a new character who visits Pembrook Park. You can read the full story on her blog here.
Midnight in Austenland won't be released until I die of anticipation. Prolly the year 2011.

I haven't been this excited since I found out they were building a Harry Potter Theme Park.

Shannon, you crazy thing, we love you!!!

HAIR

It's gonna live forever.

It's gonna learn how to fly.

Hair.




Remember when they used to make their hair do this on purpose?

Oh well. Better to have too much than not enough.

Special thanks to Heather for the head scratch that felt nice even though it made my hair look like a dead animal.